Getting Sad
I'm starting to get pretty sad about leaving lately. It's like as soon as I passed the 3 months-to-go mark I just let my guard down and let everybody in and now it's fun here. I mean I have to deal with the smell, bad food, and bad music, but the people are good people. The people I know and have come to love I will miss dearly. Things have been getting weird too, like the chief just gets all sad now whenever we talk and I find myself passing up on other girls knowing that it was just be messed up at this point to play with someone's head. I made the analogy last night to all the Korean's I was drinking with that foreigners that come here are like hamsters and should be treated as such. We are cute and furry and you can watch us around a cage and take a picture and everything and even give us a name like "Jooby". But, we all know that hamsters only live about a year and no one seems to really break down when a hamster passes on, you just go out and buy another one at any local pet store. That seemed kind of cold to say but it felt right at the time. It felt like me horribly trying to tell them that I didn't matter and it was ok to no care after I left. I guess that's like a way that a young kid will cope with stuff. Now that I wrote it down I don't really believe it.
